Drove the 400 or so miles from Vancouver to Spokane on Thursday. And back again on Friday night.

From this world:

To this:

It does weird things to my head.

And then I go to the Resevation. Stars. I wish the recombobulator was real.

Anyway, when we got to the motel on Thursday night we got one of the last two rooms available in my favourite dive-of-a-motel. (Got the suite!) Went to dinner. Visited (very briefly, unfortunately) with a very good friend then slept. Next morning we drove up to the wedding (topic of another post).

The wedding was at 1PM.  We visited a bit after the ceremony then as people started to head to the POWWOW grounds, we drove off across the reservation and out, looking for plant communities I haven’t seen for too long.

Ended up back on the highway (by design). Got a take-out dinner. Then drove. Drove. Drove. Drove.

Got back to Vancouver around 3 AM Saturday morning.

Saturday I was a basket case.  It’s now Sunday morning and I feel sane again.